"Huh? Suzune, can't you be a bit more professional? You always choke at the most critical moments." Amane's teasing earned her a sharp flick on the forehead from Horikita.
"Shut it!!!"
"Oww, if you can't do it, Suzune, just let someone else take over. Let me, let me! I want to be on top."
Amane struggled, trying to flip their positions.
But Horikita pinned her firmly to the bed. "Dream on. Stay put right where you are. Let me look this up first. Ugh, I really should've studied more about this kind of thing beforehand."
As she spoke, Horikita, while still holding Amane down, actually opened a search engine on her phone!!!
"No way! The school's system definitely keeps search records! Student Council President Horikita might even see your search history, Suzune!"
Seeing that Horikita was genuinely about to search for it, Amane hurriedly tried to stop her.
This had to be a joke. Who tries to learn this stuff on the spot?
If Horikita-senpai found out she'd led his little sister astray like this, the school might just have one more missing person case on its hands.
"You're... a bit too late with that warning." Horikita's face flushed red as she swiftly closed the browser window.
"What did you just search for?"
"None of your business, kid."
"Oh."
Amane replied automatically.
But then it hit her. "Wait a second! Suzune, you're the same age as me! Let me see what you were looking up!"
Saying this, Amane made a grab for Horikita's phone.
Horikita, not wanting her to get it, promptly tucked the phone securely into her own bosom.
"Just lie still. I'm going to try again." Horikita patted the bed, her cheeks still tinged with pink.
Amane pouted, a look of utter disdain on her face. "You totally killed the mood with that interruption. Come on, show me what 'good stuff' you found, Suzune."
As she spoke, Amane extended a mischievous hand, aiming to give Horikita a 'massage'.
Then, taking advantage of Horikita's moment of distraction as she crossed her arms defensively over her chest, Amane leveraged her weight and flipped them over, successfully reclaiming the dominant position.
"Suzune, now it's my turn to teach you something fun." Amane winked playfully down at Horikita.
"I have a feeling it won't be anything proper." Horikita tried to resist, but found her wrists effortlessly pinned together above her head by Amane's single hand.
Her defenses were completely breached. Whatever was about to happen, she had no way to stop it.
"Hmph."
Horikita turned her face away to the side.
Perhaps this was her final act of defiance.
"Hehehe, here I come, Suzune~"
No sooner had the words left her mouth than Amane's phone rang.
"Gaaah!!! What idiot is calling at this hour?!" Frustrated, Amane buried her face against Horikita's chest, nuzzling and grumbling incoherently.
"Go answer the phone first." Horikita said, exasperated, as she ruffled Amane's hair.
Amane picked up the phone with extreme reluctance.
It was that jerk, Fuka! She was so going to get an earful next time.
Just as Amane was about to answer, she noticed it was a video call, which only fueled her irritation.
Thank goodness she wasn't completely undressed yet. Amane quickly straightened her top and fixed her appearance a little before accepting the call.
"Yo, Amane! Evening!"
"...Evening. Bye."
"???"
Before Fuka could even process what was happening, Amane ended the call directly.
"Hehe, Suzune, I'm back~" Just as Amane was about to resume her 'lesson', her phone rang again.
Picking it up, she saw it was another video call from Fuka. Grudgingly, Amane hit the accept button.
"Hey, hey!! You hung up on me!"
"Got a problem with that?"
Amane's somber expression instantly robbed Fuka of her words.
A long moment passed before Fuka ventured cautiously, "You... you should take care of your health. Young people these days have no self-restraint. You should learn from me more."
As she spoke, Fuka took a sip from a special drink labeled 'Health Tonic', steeped with ginseng and other supplements, and then popped two dubious-looking orange pills.
Learn from you...
Yeah, right. More like a masterclass in ruining yourself.
"Uh-huh, yeah, sure." Amane nodded perfunctorily, already moving to end the call again.
"Wait, don't hang up! I'm calling this late for a reason!"
Hearing there was actually a purpose, Amane had no choice but to patiently listen a little longer.
"Then spit it out."Seeing Amane's attitude, Fuka realized her timing might have been less than ideal.
Could it be Amane was already asleep and I woke her up?
No wonder she's so impatient.
She just wants to go back to sleep.
"Did you forget? I promised to pay you back the points for the black tea and sweets today." The moment Amane heard Fuka was talking about repayment, her eyes lit up.
"You actually remembered? I thought you deliberately slipped away in the chaos earlier."
Back when Horikita-senpai was clearing out the unrelated people, Amane had been just about to ask Fuka to buy the stuff for her first.
But when she turned around, Fuka had already vanished.
It had made Amane so mad she puffed up her cheeks. But she never expected Fuka would actually call this late to transfer the points.
It seemed Fuka still had a conscience after all.
"Oh, I did slip away in the chaos." Fuka casually stuck a lollipop in her mouth.
"..."
Amane felt a vein throb on her forehead.
This Fuka...had her skin grown that thick?
"I don't care when you slipped away. Just transfer the points over now and we're good." Amane finished speaking and was about to hang up when Fuka said something that sent Amane's blood pressure skyrocketing.
"I never said I was going to pay you back, though. I just called to tell you I'm not paying you back."
Fuka even stuck out her tongue in a mocking taunt.
"KURYŪIN FŪKA!!! YOU'RE SUCH A— Mmmph!"
Amane's anger suddenly vanished, replaced by her hand flying up to cover her own mouth.
"Amane? What's wrong? Your face... why is it so red?" Fuka stared curiously at Amane, whose face had abruptly flushed crimson.
"N-none of your business... J-just... hurry up and... pay me back the points... Ahh~"
Hiss—
Fuka sucked in a sharp breath through her teeth.
"H-hey, act normal! It's just some points! Stop making those weird noises!" As she spoke, Fuka frantically started looking for the transfer function.
If this kept up, she wouldn't be able to withstand Amane's...allure.
Just moments ago, Amane had been wearing a somber look.
Now her face was all red. Her eyes, which had been slightly fierce, were now wide open.
Her expression had shifted from deadpan to one of someone who'd just been caught completely off guard.
"Mmm—"
A strange sound escaped from Amane.
Although she was quick to cover her mouth again, Fuka on the other end still heard it clearly.
It startled Fuka badly.
She wouldn't... try to frame me for something over a few tens of thousands of points, would she?
Now that I think about it...
Should I be taking a screenshot right now?
Fuka looked at Amane's blushing, thoroughly flustered face.
Right!
In a situation like this, photographic evidence comes first!!!
"Amane, how do I do this transfer thing again?"
Fuka asked, putting on a deeply troubled expression.
"Y-you idiot! Mmm- How can you... ah- ...be a second-year and... nnh- ...not even know how to transfer points! Mmm~ Just... click on my ID... Copy it... then use the system to search for my ID... Nngh... and then... you can pay."
By the time she finished speaking, Amane's breathing was coming in heavy, ragged gasps.
"Did you get all that?"
Fuka wiped the cold sweat from her forehead.
Anyone who could understand that under these circumstances would be a genius. Good thing she already knew how to do it.
Otherwise, who knows what the heck Amane was even saying.
But seriously...
What on earth is Amane doing over there?
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T/N: they're having hot steamy sesbian lex
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